What is a Great Plains Equine?:
The GPE are a special breed of horse. They are large and sturdy breed, suited best for working a farm and pulling carts. They also were once used as war horses during the war between the Mountain and Forest kingdoms. GPE stand at 13-17 hands, though are most commonly ranging at around 15-16 hands. Their coats are sleek and soft, the colors and patterns are too varied to even list, though they are most commonly found with a 'paint' style coat. Their manes and tails are long and flowing, their hooves heavily feathers and nearly fully concealed. GPE's have long beards under their chins, both male and female, and have a pair of horns that sweep backwards along their necks. Their eyes range in any color of the full spectrum, and produce a glow that resembles smoke, or possibly flames. They are docile beasts, but are not easily tamed.
In a trail of red mist, the slow clops of hooves sound in the darkness. A dark beast with red glowing runes travels slowly, head lowered as it goes. The mist flows from it's mane, tail, and hooves. A deep red liquid continuously dripping from it's face. A whisper echoes across the night. "Death... is upon you....."
Username: RazzBerry
GPE name: Conan
Gender: Stallion
Horn Style: Long (Common)
Height: 12.8 H
How did you manage to come into possession of this GPE?:
At first glance I hadn't known exactly what it was that had caught my attention, but my curiosity eventually got the better of me and I found myself drawn towards the towering, well-built frame of the massive creature. I had gone out on one of my trail horses earlier that day to check on the far fence that bordered the end of our property, but something had drawn my horse into a part of our land that I did not recognize nor feel comfortable being in. Before I knew it, my mount had reared up, effectively launching me from his back and then high-tailed it out of there almost as if whatever had drawn him there was making him submit.
It was the eyes that I first noticed. The glowing, crimson sockets that sat upon the creature's face, the eerie red essence that emitted from both optics appearing like streams of smoke. When I had crept closer towards whatever it was that I was facing, I could make out a large body, much larger then any horse I'd owned or even seen. this only served to fuel my curiosity even more and once again I found my legs moving on their own accord, rapidly nearing the creature. Suddenly, it's head turned in my direction, all movement ceasing, it's angular ears trained in my direction. I could feel my throat run dry and had tried to turn and flee, but my curiosity was having none of it. The light fog that had fallen over the land earlier had begun to dissipate, relieving the strain that my eyes went through to figure out what the animal was. Bit by bit, I could make out body parts; long sturdy legs, feathers feet that splayed out in dark colors of red and black, a broad, sculpted head with an odd white marking that covered the fore face. My legs carried me even closer until my eyes could fully see the animal. My eyes widened at the sight, the animal that I had never thought of seeing at all in my lifetime.
The large bodied mammal was indeed an ancestor of the horse. More so of a draft horse due to it's heavy structure and sturdy build. The mane and tail that the animal bore were of a rich mahogany color, on the verge of becoming a blood red. What intrigued me the most were the features that were nothing close to mortal. Upon it's face, the white marking that I had believed to be just a simple marking, was in fact a mask, almost like armour, made from ivory bone. Emitting from around it's body was a hue of red mist that trailed off behind it as it moved in a slow, yet elegant manner that would have captured anyone's attention, no matter what they were doing. The dark horns that swept backwards towards it's thick neck were slim and gave it that daunting aura of any creature of myths.
When I had regained my senses, my body froze up again when the horse-like-creature moved towards me. Although it moved slowly, it moved exactly like a normal horse. It's broad head bobbing lightly as it's feathered feet concealed the dark hooves that carried him over the distance. As it neared me my eyes caught onto the deep red substance that dripped from it's face, my brain instantly thinking it was blood but not being able to find any open wound. I don't know what had come over me in that instant but my hand raised from where it had been previously frozen by my side and presented itself out in front of my, towards the animal. Nostrils flaring wide, it stretched it's neck towards my outstretched hand and breathed in deeply, savouring my scent. My trembling body had produced a light veil of sweat that dotted my hairline and upper lip, the anxiety of what this animal would do was killing me. In all my shock, I hadn't noticed that the beast had wandered even closer and had pressed it's soft muzzle to the flat palm of my hand. I stood immobilized and completely shocked as I stared wide-eyed at the magnificent creature. The sparks that I felt surge through my arm and light my body up stirred a feeling deep within that I hadn't felt before. It was as if, in that moment, i was bonded to the creature that stood before me.
The GPE are a special breed of horse. They are large and sturdy breed, suited best for working a farm and pulling carts. They also were once used as war horses during the war between the Mountain and Forest kingdoms. GPE stand at 13-17 hands, though are most commonly ranging at around 15-16 hands. Their coats are sleek and soft, the colors and patterns are too varied to even list, though they are most commonly found with a 'paint' style coat. Their manes and tails are long and flowing, their hooves heavily feathers and nearly fully concealed. GPE's have long beards under their chins, both male and female, and have a pair of horns that sweep backwards along their necks. Their eyes range in any color of the full spectrum, and produce a glow that resembles smoke, or possibly flames. They are docile beasts, but are not easily tamed.
In a trail of red mist, the slow clops of hooves sound in the darkness. A dark beast with red glowing runes travels slowly, head lowered as it goes. The mist flows from it's mane, tail, and hooves. A deep red liquid continuously dripping from it's face. A whisper echoes across the night. "Death... is upon you....."
Username: RazzBerry
GPE name: Conan
Gender: Stallion
Horn Style: Long (Common)
Height: 12.8 H
How did you manage to come into possession of this GPE?:
At first glance I hadn't known exactly what it was that had caught my attention, but my curiosity eventually got the better of me and I found myself drawn towards the towering, well-built frame of the massive creature. I had gone out on one of my trail horses earlier that day to check on the far fence that bordered the end of our property, but something had drawn my horse into a part of our land that I did not recognize nor feel comfortable being in. Before I knew it, my mount had reared up, effectively launching me from his back and then high-tailed it out of there almost as if whatever had drawn him there was making him submit.
It was the eyes that I first noticed. The glowing, crimson sockets that sat upon the creature's face, the eerie red essence that emitted from both optics appearing like streams of smoke. When I had crept closer towards whatever it was that I was facing, I could make out a large body, much larger then any horse I'd owned or even seen. this only served to fuel my curiosity even more and once again I found my legs moving on their own accord, rapidly nearing the creature. Suddenly, it's head turned in my direction, all movement ceasing, it's angular ears trained in my direction. I could feel my throat run dry and had tried to turn and flee, but my curiosity was having none of it. The light fog that had fallen over the land earlier had begun to dissipate, relieving the strain that my eyes went through to figure out what the animal was. Bit by bit, I could make out body parts; long sturdy legs, feathers feet that splayed out in dark colors of red and black, a broad, sculpted head with an odd white marking that covered the fore face. My legs carried me even closer until my eyes could fully see the animal. My eyes widened at the sight, the animal that I had never thought of seeing at all in my lifetime.
The large bodied mammal was indeed an ancestor of the horse. More so of a draft horse due to it's heavy structure and sturdy build. The mane and tail that the animal bore were of a rich mahogany color, on the verge of becoming a blood red. What intrigued me the most were the features that were nothing close to mortal. Upon it's face, the white marking that I had believed to be just a simple marking, was in fact a mask, almost like armour, made from ivory bone. Emitting from around it's body was a hue of red mist that trailed off behind it as it moved in a slow, yet elegant manner that would have captured anyone's attention, no matter what they were doing. The dark horns that swept backwards towards it's thick neck were slim and gave it that daunting aura of any creature of myths.
When I had regained my senses, my body froze up again when the horse-like-creature moved towards me. Although it moved slowly, it moved exactly like a normal horse. It's broad head bobbing lightly as it's feathered feet concealed the dark hooves that carried him over the distance. As it neared me my eyes caught onto the deep red substance that dripped from it's face, my brain instantly thinking it was blood but not being able to find any open wound. I don't know what had come over me in that instant but my hand raised from where it had been previously frozen by my side and presented itself out in front of my, towards the animal. Nostrils flaring wide, it stretched it's neck towards my outstretched hand and breathed in deeply, savouring my scent. My trembling body had produced a light veil of sweat that dotted my hairline and upper lip, the anxiety of what this animal would do was killing me. In all my shock, I hadn't noticed that the beast had wandered even closer and had pressed it's soft muzzle to the flat palm of my hand. I stood immobilized and completely shocked as I stared wide-eyed at the magnificent creature. The sparks that I felt surge through my arm and light my body up stirred a feeling deep within that I hadn't felt before. It was as if, in that moment, i was bonded to the creature that stood before me.
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